Cowboy Junkies Come Calling (his Song) Lyrics

Come Calling (his Song) Lyrics

(Michael Timmins)



The stillness here,

like what he sometimes
finds inside her,

hits so hard it can steal your breath forever

He
sometimes wonders

is the sum of their lives together

him on the
floor and her lost to a mind in tatters



These days he's drinking
for the pleasure of falling

and he's falling for the pleasure of
pretending

that she's sitting by the window waiting

for him to come
calling



If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours

we'd
sit on the point

and watch the sun continually flounder

Bathed in
gold we'd plug into some kind of power

and connect with those days

back before all of this went sour



'Cause I'm drinking for the
pleasure of falling

and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending

that you're sitting by the window waiting

for me to come calling



Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper

and with the last
of the sun

you can feel the approach of the winter

Now is the time
of each day

that I Desperately miss her

I suppose I will learn how
to live my life without her



So you're drinking for the pleasure of
falling

and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending

that I'm
sitting by the window waiting

for you to come calling